“I can’t bring myself to talk
about it.”
was watching Netflixs The
Mystery of Marilyn Monroe: The Unheard Tapes he couldnt remember the characterthe gentleman who said it however he
was struck by the tendernessthe fragility in his voice and the crushing admission
made him pause the documentary and sit back
in his chair and think
he repeated it several times out
loud and as he did he searched his memory banks for anything he couldnt talk
about
zip bupkis nada
which could suggest
two things
1
his life wasnt interesting
2
he hadnt done anything to regret
he didnt aspire to
celebrityto be recognised preferred
his anonymityhis ability to come and go anywhere do anything he wanted off the
radar
he also lived by the quaint notion Do unto others as you will have others do
unto you not because it was based on
Jesus’ Sermon on the Mount but rather
because it seemed common sense to him
it served him well he didnt turn a cheek someone had to fuck with him first before he
fucked with them fucked them up
life is easier to move through if
one isnt a prick or cunt
and he wasnt adverse or
uncomfortablesaw it unmanly to step aside and let those personalities pass
lifes too short
he was grateful he couldnt say “I
can’t bring myself to talk about it.”
1603, Saturday,
30 4. 22
1027, Sunday,
1 5. 22
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